Angel clambers out of the dumpster to go throw herself at Alex, "Sorry, 'msorrysorrysorry," she shoves his hand away and replaces it with her own. 

He squints at her, confused, "-'ngel, wha-" 

"...I met a vampire, and some werewolves," she says. "The bite'll change you." 

This does not lessen the confusion. He did just get bit by a random girl, though. "...Why didn't you ask?" 

(...Cause he's not gonna like some stuff about it.)

"...We'll explain later," she says, and knocks him out. 

Zeke climbs out of the dumpster, a black banana peel clinging to his hair. “So, take him to that dusty old apartment till he changes? Then we’ll meet up with the wolves?”

"Yeah..."

She stands, reaches over to tug the banana peel out of his hair, and then hugs him.

"He's gonna be really mad," she says. 

Zeke cuddles her reassuringly. “Not he won’t. He’ll be too busy feeling amazing.”

Cuddles.

Once she feels sufficiently reassured, she lifts Alex up and they can go off to the apartment in question. 

It’s full of cobwebs and the floor looks like a snow storm.

They lay Alex down on a smelly mattress, and Zeke at least strips. “Never seen a werewolf change. Do we leave him in his clothes? They’re gonna tear if he turns in them.”

She also tugs hers off, shaking her head, "That would probably be uncomfortable." Once she's got rid of hers she starts pulling his clothes off, too. 

The pair lie on their bellies and wait.

Meanwhile, as the sun sets, the wolves return to their other recruit’s home, throwing his clothes over their shoulders as they trapse back to his closet prison. Outside, the sun is setting.

“Wonder if he’s woken up in there,” ponders Angie.

There's a thunk from the closet, and then absolute stillness but for some panicked breathing. 

Joey knocks on the door. “Hey kid, don’t worry, you’re gonna be awesome soon. Will hurt first, though.”

...No answer. 

(Inside the closet, Cain squishes himself further into the corner, curled in a ball with his head against his knees. His ankle hurts and he thinks the headache is from the blood loss, and the way his head spins when he moves too much. It's kind of hard to make out what they're saying out there, in his state.)

The full moon emerges from behind a cloud.

“Aroooo...”

It hurts. It feels like every bone in his body is snapping at once, and all his muscles are tearing, and his skin is ripping open- 

He writhes in agony, screaming in the darkness.

His screams slowly turn into howls. 

When he comes to some time later, things are... different. It doesn't hurt, for one thing. For another, he can see - the closet was pitch black, before. Only, everything seems... much larger than it should be. 

"Yip-"

He jumps. He'd tried to say 'What happened' but he'd barked, instead??? 

He looks down at his feet. Paws. 

The closet bursts open a moment later, shattering the lock and sending the shelf slamming into the wall, quickly followed by a ball of snarling fur and teeth. He bounces off and flops onto his belly on the floor, but quickly gains his feet and turns to growl at the nearest strange wolf.

Joey proceeds to shift into wolf form, panting happily. 

Wolf Angie is sniffing.

He stares at Joey, shocked by the shift, and then jolts when he notices Angie sniffing at him, whirling around to look at her. 

...Sniff?